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Friday, 4 March 2011

The End Of The Way

This poem was in the “Gospel Standard” back in 1886. It has been republished occasionally since then and was in the March 2006 edition of the Gospel Standard Magazine – see the page 96 of the following PDF file -http://www.gospelstandard.org.uk/files/2006.pdf

The poem is posted here with kind permission of the Gospel Standard Trust.

The following beautiful lines were written by a young woman in Nova Scotia, an invalid for many years with spinal disease, and a great sufferer, but in whom the grace of God was most wonderfully manifested.

The End Of The Way

My life is a wearisome journey,I'm sick with the dust and the heat,The rays of the sun beat upon me,The briars are wounding my feet;But the city to which I am journeyingWill more than my trials repay,All the toils of the road will seem nothingWhen I get to the end of the way.

There are so many hills to climb upwards,I often am longing for rest,But He who appoints me my pathwayKnows just what is needful and best;I know in His Word He has promisedThat my strength shall be as my day,And the toils of the road will seem nothingWhen I get to the end of the way.

He loves me too well to forsake me,Or give me one trial too much;All His people have been dearly purchased,And Satan can never claim such.By and by I shall see Him and praise HimIn the city of unending day,And the toils of the road will seem nothingWhen I get to the end of the way.

When the last feeble step has been taken,And the gates of the city appear,And the beautiful songs of the angelsFloat out on my listening ear;When all that now seems so mysteriousWill be plain and clear as the dayYes, the toils of the road will seem nothingWhen I get to the end of the way.

Though now I am footsore and weary,I shall rest when I'm safely at home;I know I'll receive a glad welcome,For the Saviour Himself has said, "Come!"So when I am weary in bodyAnd sinking in spirit, I say,"All the toils of the road will seem nothingWhen I get to the end of the way."

About Me

I am a Christian, saved by grace alone through faith alone. I have had the neuroimmune disorder ME, Myalgic Encephalomyelitis, since 1991. From North Somerset, now in N. Ireland. Please see my website for further information about ME.